Gorification - Brain Drill

For the thousands of souls

Rest in tournament

And the thousands of those yet to fall

How much longer must we persist

Stack their bodies

Masquerade and defecate the innocent

For your own self advancement

We reside in a land of guiltless fate

Where the blood soaks our hands

Choking false ideals unto dismemberment

Now’s the time

Crunch your hopes inside your skull

To welcome this sense of digress

I tear you limb from limb

As I tear you, you from this

As I tear you apart

You think you could try to escape

A pile of guts you’ll remain

A pile of guts you’ll remain

A pile of guts you’ll remain

Obliterated by the rules of engagement